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This story has to be told in its most ugly fashion.... We cannot cover it up. We must paint these acts in their most horrific details. All the blood all the dismembered body parts, all the sorrow and all the pain. Only when we see these killing fields in their most disgusting, awful and gruesome details will we be inclined to do something. They must be seen in all their infectious manifestations and repeated to us daily. WE cannot become immune to this disease, for it is a disease that can be cured.
It has to be ugly.... So ugly you cannot stand it. So ugly you cannot forget it. So damn ugly it makes you ill.
I wrote this poem in September of 2019 with a one line addition for the mass killing that occurred in Atlanta this past week. It is a reflection of my thoughts and why we as a country can’t come to grips with even the slightest token of any reasonable gun control. I encourage all poets to write about these ugly scenes. It is our duty as well as our legislator’s duty to do something about it. What will you do when the gun is pointed at you?